Four Years Later
September 30th 1943 6:02am
Slytherin Dorms
Celeste woke up to the sound of the charmed alarm clock on her nightstand, groaning as she rolled over in her four poster bed to turn it off. Anabel was already awake, she was always the first awake in the dorm that the five of them shared.
"Good morning, Celeste" the blonde chipped from a vanity as she applied makeup to her already immaculate face. Nobody should be this happy or beautiful at 6am Celeste thought as she dragged herself from the comfort of her bed.
"Morning, Anabel" Celeste mumbled back almost incoherently as she walked towards the bathroom.
Once she reached the black, tiled room she turned on the shower and stripped off her silk pyjamas and stepped into the warm embrace of the shower.
"FOR FUCK SAKE GREENGRASS" Celeste screeched as she jumped out of the ice cold water. She could never understand how Anabel took an ice cold shower at 5am, and her annoyance only intensified when she heard Anabel's laughter.
Today was going to be a terrible day.
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Celeste finally dragged herself out of the shower after about five minutes of Celina banging on the door, complaining that it was her turn for the bathroom. The worst part of hogwarts was definitely having to share a bathroom with 4 other girls.
She sat down at the vanity next to Anabel, they each had one, one of the many benefits of being in slytherin. Anabel had finished her makeup and was now moving onto styling her blonde curls. Celeste opened the drawer on the vanity, pinned her hair back and started on her own makeup.
Once she was finished she grabbed a bottle of sleekeasy and poured some onto her hands and ran her fingers through her hair, her bedhead immediately becoming perfectly straight and shiny. God she loved magic.
Once Celina was out of the bathroom Celeste was already in her uniform laying on her bed with a book called 'the darkest arts by Coras Selwyn' trying to look for anything she can find on horcruxes as Tom had asked her a few weeks ago she put it down with a frustrated sigh, she hadn't been able to find anything in the past few weeks.
She stood up and walked to the window, opening it and sitting on the ledge as she pulled out the joint she had rolled last night, placing it between her teeth and lighting it with her wand. She had wanted to save it for tonight but she was too stressed out right now.
She breathed a sigh of relief as the high hit her a few minutes later and she greedily smoked the rest as if it was her lifeline, it was in a way.
Anabel wrinkled her nose as she threw the finished joint out the window.
"You're stinking the whole dorm up Celeste" Celina complained as she was buttoning up her white school shirt.
Celeste rolled her eyes and waved her wand, the smell of the drug instantly disappearing
"Are all of you ready yet?" Celeste asked, annoyed
"Nearly" Druella replied while putting on her skirt hurriedly
"Well i'm done waiting, meet me in the common room" Celeste said walking to the door
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Celeste sat at breakfast with Sierra on one side and Tom on the other. She had a variety of fruits on her plate, topped with yoghurt and honey, she was already on her second plate, damn weed.
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